I am at the last dregsI am close to the last moment
And there is radiant lush
In my heart
Subtle and fragrant
Melds of overlap
In my sweep into
The twilight
Just as I find
The fiber of the dream
It was pulled back
Before I could grab hold
I am sure love has
Been lost to capriciousness
Before
But my heart is burnt
The harmony felt so
Right
I would have done anything
I would have swam the
Rings of the moon
But no is my destiny
Death is my destiny
What remains is crumbling
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